Eager to hear

Often I am permitted to return to ἀκουσματικός

eager to hear the rhythmic gifts of our ancestors,
diminution, augmentation.

That axial note, our harmonies splintered
like 5ths, make that 3rds,
now besotted, hung
by the bedside a communion of the finest explorations, apparatuses. Speaking

briefly is an achievement. Regaining a little
of your lost enthusiasm, months spent in utility
shadowed in the corner,
a spiritual awakening. A
fattening.

Go hot into the clearing. Go tanglement, go interruption. And beneath
the pluralistic surface you may inspire
again.